(OOOH!! YES!! -TORPEDOS SELF INTO DISCORD-)

“THE BOOOOOX!!!!!”

Krieg would now attempt to find what’s in the box.... And by box I mean Claptrap, he is trying to pry open Claptrap... ‘Can you not do that to him? He hasn’t done anything.... I mean... yet... But still....’ “THE BOOOX!!!!!!”

The smell of burning rubber and flesh..... How did Claptrap know that it’s his favorite smell!! He let go of the robot, laughing manically as there was a nice ol skidmark on his body. “THE SMELL OF ROOOOADKIIIIILL!!!! AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

(Wait why is this fucking exchange a mood holy fuck)

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!”

“NEVER!!! I SHALL SCREAM INTO THE ABYSS AS IT SCREAMS BACK AT ME!!!”

Krieg is sorta just.... Turning and playing with a bandit’s head that has been sewered between bones like handles popping out the side of his head. “........ Guuuuuh.....”

As this chaos is going on in the TL, he is just swinging and flailing this sewered head around as he stared. “THE LOUD VOICES SCREAM WITH THE AGONIZING SCREECH OF TERRORS AND INNUENDOS!!!”

(WAIT THERE IS?! IF IT WASNT MIDNIGHT ID TOTALLY JOIN IN)

(SWEET!!)

(Oh lord fucking oof....)

Krieg would just have a wriggling skag by the neck, growling and flicking it’s tongue at him before the psycho tossed the beast down hard against the ground. “CONSUME THE METAL NO MORE!!! I WILL GUT YOU AND MAKE YOU SCREEEEAM IN AGONY AS I RIGHTFULLY CLAIM WHAT IS MINE!!!!”

“The cooooold air chills into the pockets of air in my spine, AND THE BLOOD POURS OUT OF THE SKY AS WORDS MINGLE AMONG ANOTHER TO BREEEEEATH A NEW SENSE OF THIRST!!!” He doesn’t really know how to describe the current crowd.... Except like this....

“the thoughts and sounds of alcohol.... AND NONE SHOT DEEP INTO MY VEINS?! TEEEAR ME OPEN, MAKE MY FLESH HANG FROM MY ARM AND INJECT ALL OF IT INTO MY BLOODSTREAM AS I SCREAM IN AGONY AND TORMENT!!” ‘/I/ wanna sleep..... But no, you have to act like this so... so late at night.’

For this #SeductiveSunday, he has decided to erect a meat tree made from the corpses of several bandits. Looks like Mercenary Day all over again! Picture not found due to it’s graphic nature

(Guys please.... I wanna make Flak But now the BL3 characters are showing up Hnnnnn)

(Oops oh no here I go I’m gonna make a Flak oh no oh goodness me)

"ɪ, ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ, ᴡɪʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴏғ ᴇxᴇᴄᴜᴛɪᴏɴ... -ᶠᴸᴬᴷ ᴿᴼᴮᴼ ᴮᴼᵞ - #BorderlandsRP - ᴺˢᶠᵂ (ᶠᴼᴿ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴳᴼᴿᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ˢᵁᶜᴴ) "ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ... ᴏʀ ʟᴇᴀᴅ..."

(HERE HE IS!!)